𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 - Lee Taeyong. For @lebrookestore || Love Letters pt.1

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Pairing: Reader x Jeno Warnings: Language, loss of virginity, safe sex, alcohol use Summary: The story of your first love, which never truly ends for anyone. Luckily for you, Lee Jeno was the perfect first boyfriend. The struggle for you is trying to be perfect for him. Words: 11.6k

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You had a thing for perfection. 

It was something that had been ingrained into you from the moment you were born, to an entrepreneur mother and a father who was a cardiac surgeon. As soon as you could walk, you were placed in dance classes and trained from that moment on. You had practically tried every playable club sport in Korea. In addition to these demanding extracurriculars, your parents also expected school to remain your top priority. 

It was a tiring life, trying to be perfect. But even so, even you yourself had learned to never settle for anything less than. 

The way you meet Lee Jeno is perfect. 

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this reminds me of chenle

Fighting for your Honor

You didn’t mean to make Jaehyun your fake boyfriend, it just happened.

This thing is based on a thing that happened to my friend (minus the Jaehyun coming to her rescue). So you know, if some guy is being creepy to you, just pretend you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/s/o because fuck creepy dudes.

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"baby I'll 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 be here 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮" ☁️🌙

i'm so glad your requests are open!!! could i please request “Friends can kiss each other a little from time to time, right?” for nct's mark? <3

a fairy king and an elven warrior walk into a nerd convention;

mark lee | “Friends can kiss each other a little from time to time, right?” cosplay!au. | 4.4k words. | fluff, humor, v awkward mark lee and v awkward u as well.

a/n: because I received this prompt a few times, I’m doing my best to change each one up somehow so here’s a lil cosplaying with markiepooh <3 granted, I’ve never cosplayed in my life but just. bear with me (and the stupid title) please

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Donghyuck’s words comes through the phone after a cacophony of violent coughing and groaning, voice drenched in regret despite the strain to speak clearly at all, “I don’t think I can stand around a crowded con for hours in plastic armor today. I can barely walk to the bathroom without getting dizzy… I have to bow out.”

“W-What?” You really hate how distinctly sad your voice sounds even as you muster all your might to stay calm. You were supposed to march into that convention center today in five pounds of armor that you’d meticulously spray-painted and tweaked to look just like your character’s, your face caked in makeup to create that flawless elven look that only existed in the world of warrior elves and demon fey, and your suffocating wig trimmed and styled to defy gravity itself with Donghyuck at your side. You and Donghyuck were famous for cosplaying as the married brave warrior elf Greer and dark fairy king Egi (respectively) at many conventions across the country, spending months on top of months perfecting your costumes and winning contests for your spot on depictions of the characters, but now you were a Greer without an Egi, and you didn’t know if you could do this alone. “Donghyuck, we’re a team. We always cosplay together.”

You hear Donghyuck sigh and feel instantly terrible for making him feel bad when he’s already suffering so much. The stomach bug that came like a thief in the night took your poor best friend out before the morning of the con came, and you were left sitting dumbfounded on the edge of your bed, half a face of concealer and heavy, heavy contour having to take a backseat to the bad news. You had been in such a good mood today, too.

You’re about to reassure him that it’s alright, that you’ll clean up and stop by his place to check up on him later and, if he’s up for it, maybe even bring your laptop so the two of you can binge watch the new anime you’d both started together when Donghyuck cuts in suddenly, “I figured you’d say that, so I got to thinking… how would you feel if, say, someone else took my place?”

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1. mixed feelings about the kep1er lineup

2. someone make a petition to change the fucking name cuz i wont be stanning a group called kep1er

3. jungwoo

okay thats it have a great night people

˗ˏˋ〘 4:13 PM 〙´ˎ˗

neither of you and bestfriend!haechan know how you got into this situation. it was all just a simple movie night. you were just quietly watching the characters share their first kiss with each other after an hour of drama and chaos.

and now you’re here, pinned down on the bed by none other than donghyuck, your best friend of almost ten years. his face was just inches from yours, gaze burning into your eyes and it made your heart pound like crazy. you inhaled sharply, just one move and your lips could meet any second.

“h-hyuck, what-?” you mentally punched yourself in the face for stuttering. your voice made him snap out of his trance. you were just so beautiful under him that it distracted him, making him forget what he’s doing to you in the first place.

he gives you a soft grin, hand gradually caressing your cheek as his eyes never left yours while his other hand is placed on your waist.

“you see that?” he points at the paused screen where the two characters just kissed. “i want that to be us.”

shock evidently crossed your face and hyuck couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction. despite the fear of being rejected and possibly ruining your friendship, he still managed to show that he’s confident with what he’s doing.

you didn’t say a word and hyuck would be lying if he said your silent state didn’t make him anxious. but it soon faded away when he felt your lips pressed against his but it felt empty once again when you pulled away.

you were screaming inside. you did not just do that. but you couldn’t help it. you were waiting for this to happen and you couldn’t miss the opportunity. you acted without thinking what it could do to the both of you, to your friendship.

it lasted for less than two seconds. in other words, it was just a peck. but he was able to feel how soft your lips were and it was driving him crazy. at this point, he was craving for it.

he crashes his lips onto yours, feeling your soft lips once again. the kiss was rough yet so incredibly gentle at the same time. you don’t know how he does it but you weren’t complaining any longer.

your arms wrap around his neck, loving the warmth. it made you feel at home. it made you feel loved. it made you feel as if you were in the arms of the right person.

seconds later, he pulls away. you whine, already missing his touch and he chuckles.

“i didn’t know you like me this much.”

“shut up and just kiss me, you asshole.”

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